[23F/M] Did you have a nightmare, darling? (Mommy kink)(gentle femdom)(blowjob) (titty fuck)

I woke up to an empty space next to me. Certainly, something unusual to me so I got up and went downstairs to find him.

“There you are my sweet boy,” I whispered as he came in to sight.

My eyes still drowsy, fighting to stay open as the time read 4AM.

His legs were against his chest, arms wrapped around them as his head laid between them.

*Something was wrong.*

I treaded slowly towards him, squatting down at his level as I placed my hand over his knee.

“What’s wrong darling?”

He lifted his head up and faced me. His eyes heavy with worry. The bags under his eyes, clearly evidence of him unable to sleep tonight.

I placed a hand over his cheek, softly rubbing my thumb against it.

“Mommy’s here. Did you have another nightmare?”

He slowly nods.

You see, Caleb was a strong man. Muscles and abs in the exterior yet inside, he was a vulnerable man. And sometimes, he had nights where it felt like bricks fell over his shoulders and he needed someone to help him bare the weight – causing him nightmares and anxiety. He was a man that required to be taken care of. And that’s, where I came in..

Coming Home Late [23F/M] [MDom][Spanking][Fingering][Masturbating]

“You’re late.”

I abruptly jumped and turned around to find Noah sitting in a dark corner; his silhouette and the drink in his hand barely visible this late at night.

*Shit.*

“I’m home now, aren’t I?”

I knew better than to stay out so late but frankly, I was feeling bold tonight and I didn’t care. I wanted to test his limits. I wanted to push how far he’d go with me. I wanted to *challenge* him. And that I did..

“Excuse me?! Do you know what fucking time it is Luna?”

I shrugged.

“Don’t you dare ignore me,” he growled as he stood up from his chair.

My bravery was slowly slipping away. Leaving as fast as it came..

“Noah, I’m home. Can we do this tomorrow?”

He shot towards me. His chest rising heavy as his anger seeped through him. His hand gripping my arm as his tall frame towered over my small frame. Looking hard at me.

*God, seeing him like this turns me on.*

“We agreed you’d be home at midnight. It’s past midnight.”

My Father in Law [23F/42M]

I watched him from afar.

The way he smiles, the way he laughs, the way he looks – *the way he looks at me.*

I notice. And I notice him.

My father in law has never been the man that seemed to be missing something. In fact, most would say he’s very fulfilled and content in his life right now. He walks with the world over his shoulders, really – everywhere he goes, it seems as though the world is his. And if you were to ask him, he’d tell you, with his deep intoning voice “I have everything I absolutely need and want”.

Happy marriage. Beautiful wife. Nice expensive car. Lovely home. This man has it all..

Yet, I catch him staring. And at this point he either doesn’t seem to notice that **I** notice. Or he simply doesn’t care that I do.

So, we take turns. Observing one another when we think the other doesn’t notice.

Tempting him with clothing that invites his greedy eyes to look.

Wearing tiny little swim suits around him.

Bending over when he’s near..